Kendra (6 page)

Chapter Seven

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Chad pulled from Kendra's sweet hole and moved her from the window back to the table. He had wanted to take her on this thing some she had shown up at his house that first time. She moaned as he pushed her back on the hard oak and opened her legs for him. Her pink folds, slick with her womanly juice, glistened in front of him, tempting him to the edge of insanity. He moved forward, his cock jutting straight out in front of him proudly, and pushed himself back inside her with a tenderness he didn't know he had in him. Her legs wound around his waist instantly, heels digging into his ass. That was all he needed. He pulled out fully and rammed back into her with all his might. She moaned as her back arched up off the table. Chad unlocked her legs from his waist and brought them up to rest on his chest and shoulders so he could lift her ass up and get deeper. She was holding herself up from the table so he could continue to get deeper which only made him harder, if that was at all possible. 

"Fuck, Kendra... "

Chad pumped into her a few more times before emptying himself into her and slumped over onto her, unable to pull out.  He felt her arms encircle him, hands running down his sweat-slicked back.  It wasn't something anyone had done after sex before but he liked it.  Slowly, he got up and pulled from her and walked to the couch to lay down.  He hadn't been laying for a minute when he heard her soft footfalls on his floorboards followed by silence as she made her way onto the carpet.  She came to sit beside him on the couch.

"Kendra... You're going to have to give me a minute. "

"I think you have earned the right to call me Kenny."

"Still going to need to give me a couple of minutes."

She laughed and placed her hand on his upper thigh. "You sure?"

"Are you trying to kill me?"

“If you're not up for the task, I could always give a friend a call to come and get me…I wouldn't want you having a heart attack…”

He yanked her arm up so she fell on top of him with an excited squeal. Her body curved into his in the most perfect way that it made his chest seize up. He had never felt that with anyone, especially not with his ex-wives. Kendra’s dainty fingers traced over his tattoo sending sparks shooting up his arm.

“What’s this tatt mean?”

“It's paying respect to my uncle and best friend. They died.”

“How?”

“They died in action in Iraq.”

He had been so devastated after his guardian had been killed that he had tried to talk his best mate Trey from going but his friend had been adamant and just eight months later, the notification he had been dreading the most had come. That had been when the trouble with Selina started because she didn’t want him to get a tatt, even though it was for the two men in his life he could depend on.

“I'm sorry.”

“Thanks.”

“It's beautiful…the barbed wire and rose thorns mean anything?”

“It was something my uncle used to say…a rose’s thorn could be disguised with the prettiness of the flower but underneath it could cut you open like barbed wire. He told me to always be wary of the pretty things in life because there was always a harsher truth to it.”

“Wise man.”

“He was…so are you going to tell me why you don’t want to go home? Or stick with the story you told me?”

She chuckled harshly, without humour, before sitting up at the base of his feet. “It's hard to explain.”

“Try me.”

As Kendra explained her relationship to this Jack, and how they came to live together, he felt his anger mount. Her family life seemed a little hard, and for that, he wanted to roll her up in bubble wrap and keep her with him…where was this protective streak coming from?

“So…that's it. I'm sure he will calm down eventually.”

“If he is in love with you, I doubt he will. Why don't you move out with another friend?”

She shifted uncomfortably on the couch and looked over at him with a shy smirk. “I don't really have friends…girls just don't understand me and guys usually just want to fuck me.”

He knew that feeling all too well but he really couldn’t blame the men. Kendra was drop dead gorgeous.

“Why did you stop wearing your tight bun and super conservative outfits? Is it just to tease me?”

“Sort of. I have always hated having to dress up that way. Matthew had a chat to me when I first started working for him.”

“I like the outfits now…they seem more you.”

Kendra crawled back up on top of him, and his cock sprang to life. His head grazed the sweet, wet opening of her pussy lightly before she moved higher, teasing him. He tried to bring her mouth down for a kiss but she moved her head away.

“Why do you do that? Why do you avoid kissing me?”

“Kissing is intimate…and leads to disaster. I only want fun.”

“As do I but kissing increasing sexual desire.”

Kendra looked down, between their bodies, and back at him. “Do you need help with that?”

Laughing, he pulled her down so her pussy laid on the underside of his cock, coating it. A small moan escaped from her mouth before he crushed his lips against hers. She stiffened at the impact. He coaxed her mouth open with his tongue as he ground his cock against her pussy. She opened her mouth on a moan which he capitalised on as he shoved his tongue into her mouth and massaged her tongue with his own. Kendra’s hands went to his shoulders for support. She didn't pull from his mouth, instead, she moaned into him and started to grind her pussy against his cock, sliding up and down. He moved one hand down between them and wedged his cock to her entrance, the head just slightly inside. Kendra sat up, putting all her weight on her knees as she looked down at him.

“So…I'll take this as you being ready again?”

“Fuck me, Kenny.”

Smiling, she moved back to put her hands on his thighs as she angled her pussy forward and down his long length. Chad let out a strangled groan as he felt her move up again ever so slowly, relishing in the feel of his silky shaft.

“I said fuck me…”

He hadn't meant it to sound so menacing but it had come out a growl. Kendra smiled as she edged down on him again and started to pick up the pace. From this angle, he could see his cock disappearing inside of her and out of her slick with her juices. It had his balls squeezing tight, threatening an early release. Godddamn it, he was not a kid anymore…he could hold his load surely. Moving one hand up, he found her clit through her exposed folds and began to circle her nub with his thumb. Kendra blew out a harsh breath as the sensations shot through her. Her pace picked up and she moved forward to rest her hands on his chest. His thumb was pushed to the side as she rode his cock hard. He gripped her hips with both his hands and let her take the reins. Kendra's moans echoed through the air as her climax approached. Within moments, she flew apart on top of him. Once her pussy unclenched, he pulled her off him and pushed her so that she hung over the couch and pushed her legs out. His cock slid into her soaking pussy easily and he continued fucking her from behind. Her moans continued as his cock plundered for hidden gold.  Kendra moved up and pushed him back. Confused, he thought he had hurt her until she smiled deviously and got onto her knees on the floor and pulled his cock into her mouth. She sucked off her own juices before she worked the head of his cock with her tongue. Flicks and swirls landed upon his now overused member sending his eyes rolling into the back of his head. His hand went to the back of her head and pushed her further down his cock. He could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat.

“Fuck…Kendra!”

She looked up at him with those devilish eyes and sucked him back down her throat. She was enjoying this as much as he was. That was it. He was done for. Grabbing hold of the couch beside him, he let is balls empty into her mouth. The jet spurts never seemed to end but Kendra never let one drop go. She swallowed his entire load down that delicate little throat. When he finally fell back on the couch, satiated, he pulled her up beside him. Smoothing her hair back from her face, he asked her the one question he couldn't get out of his head since she spoke of her living situation earlier.

“Why don't you move in here?”

Kendra moved through the hallway of the office. After she had woken up in Chad’s arms in his large bed, she’d run out to go home. Jack hadn’t been there and a message hung off the fridge that said ‘Sorry’. That was it. She had gotten dressed quickly and hurried to work. Chad still wasn’t in which she was glad for but the big boss Rory was. He wasn’t as cool, calm and collected as Chad so everyone was on edge, even Tamara. Kendra sat down at her desk outside of Chad’s office. Tamara had requested to move back into the reception job which meant Kendra got her old job back. Today had been the day she swapped with Tamara and because of Rory’s appearance in the office, she had decided to wear her normal conservative suits instead of the come-fuck-me outfits that she was purposely wearing for Chad. Actually, that was an excuse. Ever since Chad had asked her to move in, she’d been quiet and freaked out. How could he ask her that when she had told him she only wanted fun? She had told him so…twice!

“Did you hear?”

Kendra turned around to see Tamara, back in her tight dress, standing over her.

“Why aren’t you out the front?”

“God…Kenny…didn’t you read your email?”

“I just got to my desk!”

Tamara rolled her eyes and pushed up on the side of the desk, waiting for her to log in. Kendra logged in and waited for her Outlook to respond. Everyone in the office were standing over Helena’s desk, talking to her. What the hell was going on? Her outlook finally opened and she saw the farewell email from Helena. She was retiring early to spend time with her husband and to travel. That was weird. Helena loved this job, she wouldn’t voluntarily retire. What the hell had Chad done?

“Kendra,” Rory boomed from Chad’s office. “I need you in here.”

Tamara scuttled off to the reception desk again leaving Kendra to take a deep breath before going inside to see Rory.

“Miss North, take a seat.”

She did, trying to calm down her breathing. Rory wasn’t known for his gentle nature.

“As you may be aware, Chad Caraway has a thing for secretaries. I want you to come to me if he tries anything with you…understand?”

She sighed silently. This wasn’t about her. It was about him.

“He’s been nothing but a gentleman to me.”

“And yet he requested you to be reassigned to the reception desk, and now…you’re back working for him.”

“Tamara didn’t like the assistant role. I was the only choice.”

“And you are okay with that?”

“Of course. I enjoy being an assistant and I love this company.”

Rory nodded his head and looked down to the desk where a document lay in front of him. “I appreciate your loyalty, Miss North. I could use an assistant like you with me at the head office.”

That role had been a revolving door for assistants. No one could handle Rory’s demands but the pay was incredibly generous. It would get her out of the office with Chad and she could actually progress in the head office.

“You want me?”

“Yes. I’ve been told good things about you.”

“Can I think about it?”

“But of course,” he said, pushing the document to the edge of the table. “Read it over and get back to me next week.”

Kendra stood up and reached over to the document before exiting the office. Chad was sitting in her chair, and everyone had gotten back to work. His fingers were laced together and his hands rested on his chest as he pushed back in her chair, relaxing.

“Chad…”

“Kendra…”

“Is there something I can help you with?”

He stood up, pushing her chair toward her, and moving away from her computer but he stayed there.

“You planning on explaining what happened?”

“Not here…” she replied in a hushed tone. She put the document in her desk drawer quickly but not quickly enough. Chad stopped her from closing the drawer and knelt down.

“Climbing the ladder, are you?”

She turned to him, anger sparking through her.

“Before I make a scene, I suggest you fuck off to your office and do your job.”

Chad moved back, off his knees, and into his office. Kendra tried to breathe through the anger, because she knew the entire office would be whispering behind her back and she didn’t want to ruin her chances at becoming Rory’s assistant by going postal.

It had taken Chad all afternoon to get rid of Rory. His eyes hadn’t moved from Kendra all day which had only fuelled Chad’s anger more. She was actually thinking about leaving the office and him. He knew she had been freaked out by his offer for her to stay with him. She’d gone quiet and every time he had tried to explain, she would shove her mouth around his cock and blow his mind. Then…he’d woken up alone. A small knock landed on the door and he saw Kendra walk in hesitantly. “What is it?”

“Uh…your ex-wife is here.”

“Which one?” he asked, fearing the answer.

“Selina. She won’t take no for an answer…what should I do?”